Every once in a while, something happens that REALLY surprises me.  Yes, that sounds a little dramatic, but last Sunday I found a little present on my front door….

First, some backstory.  We live in what most would describe as an idyllic suburb, at least that is what most of the advertisements about our neighborhood say.  Lots of kids, tons of kids, like every single house in our little section has at least one (usually more) residing inside.  On any given day, you will see lots of them out and about playing.  It’s sweet really.

That’s why I have felt so bad that Rachel has been so busy this summer.  She has gone from one practice or activity to the other, so she hasn’t been around much to fully take advantage of all this suburban bliss during summer vacation.  It wasn’t until last Sunday that I realized that maybe being busy (and me being an overprotective mom that knows when her daughter goes to pee) might not be such a bad thing.

Ok, back to my surprise.  After church, we hurried home and got Rachel ready for gymnastics practice.  Yes, her new gym doesn’t mess around, but that is a story for another blog – LOL!  Bryan took Rachel to practice and I decided to get some quality time with my precious little baby 🙂  After Bryan and Rachel left, I noticed that there was a series of post-it notes on my front door – nice and bright blue.  I thought, hmm, maybe someone has a package for us or wants us to come over for BBQ (on advantage of living in Texas is awesome BBQ).  I casually opened my front door, slowly read the note and what the ?????

It read – “I am watching you from the inside.  you have seven days before you and your loved ones will die.  i will kill you!”

WHAT IN THE WILD WILD WORLD OF SPORTS IS GOING ON HERE!  I said to myself, “surely this must be a joke”.  Then I looked inside and saw sweet baby Sarah in her pack-n-play and thought again – what if there is some nut job intending harm?!?!?! So, I took a picture of the notes and texted Bryan.  He was very disturbed – I received about 10 text messages in that many minutes instructing me to call the police.

I called the police, and an officer arrived.  After about 20 minutes of telling him that we didn’t have any enemies and that my daughter wasn’t around enough to make any enemies, he kindly took the notes and made a case number.  Then he studied the notes a little more and decided that more than one person had written the note – CRAP – TWO NUT JOBS TRYING TO KILL ME – WOW!  He then kindly instructed me that every law abiding citizen should own at least one easy to shoot gun and most importantly, know how to shoot it.

Well, ok.  At that point I was getting a little bit edgy.  I laughed and told him that I better start living it up if I have seven days left, and if something happens, he could become famous writing a mystery book about it all.  We shared a good nervous laugh and off he went.  Then, Sarah and I went to a friend’s house to drop off some food.  (BBQ, not cooked by me, but decent take out BBQ).  This was previously planned but ironically well timed since I was on edge about being alone with the baby.

I posted the picture of the notes to facebook (against my better judgement because I knew all of my family back home would be worried), but I wanted my neighbors to see the note and hopefully provide a lead on the case.  You see, there is no way that someone would be able to leave something on my door in the middle of the day and no one see it because we live right in the middle of a street that is across from a busy park…

After about an hour, the mystery was solved and fortunately it was a neighborhood prank apparently done at random.  I am not going to go into the details, but I am satisfied that all has been dealt with.  Part of forgiveness is completely letting go of the misdeed, so that is what I have done.

But, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to get some high tech surveillance cameras because I am sure teenage pranks are even better……